http://flickr.com/photos/verbalobe/3252323884/sizes/o/

No, seriously, the unicorns aren't pooping the rainbows, so that's just not right.

People should do some damn research, grounch, grounch, grumble.

So this brings me extra EXTRA joy.

Wake me when there's a good cthulhu one.

No, no, noooo! You mustn't link to that fic! Someone might accidentally click on it, and then there'll be asploded brains all over the place. My eyes are still bleeding.

I wonder if the euphemism is more apt in Edward's case?

Masakage Yamagata: Little Takemaru was a problem, but the horse is worse. It can tell. Only the late lord could ride it.
Nobufusa Baba: If the double falls off, everyone will suspect.
Nobukado Takeda: Lord Shingen has been ill. He must refrain from riding.
Masakage Yamagata: Good idea.
Masatane Hara: There are many other problems. We must be careful to keep the late lord's intentions.
Katsusuke Atobe: Tonight he will have to meet the late lord's mistresses. How will he be with them?
Masakage Yamagata: Our master has been ill. He must refrain from riding.

(Kurosawa's Kagemusha)

http://www.globalaigs.org/

The Glaucoma Hymn:

Glaucoma, Glaucoma, Glaucoma
Constricting vision slowly
Halted by progress of science
Vision of a world united
Beyond all science knowing

Mercifully, they seem to have removed the sound from the front page since I last "visited."

I think this site would really benefit from having unicorns. And sparkles.

Put the Cornify bookmark in your browser bar and then go to http://www.google.com/mars/. Then click the Cornify link a lot.

For the first time in years my inner music track is playing the Hampsterdance!

Am I doomed?!

Do I have to listen to the Ballad of Little Musgrave another ten times to make it go way?

This is the worst website I know, starting with the basic concept of "a picture of text" and ending with the content.

Hurray for the Internet Archive Wayback Machine!

http://www.worldglaucoma.org/Download/forcedownload.php?file=Hymn.wma

If you click the link in the lower right corner of the first page, it leads you there.

Zombie unicorn ate my brain,
'ware be ware the Choosers of the Slain!
Zombie unicorn ate my brain,
That damn website's got a lot to explain!

Sparkly rainbows and purple beasts,
Even worse than infectious yeast,
Zombie unicorn ate my brain,
That damn website has a lot to explain!

-- Michael Palin as Cardinal Scalzi in "Old Man's Spanish Inquisition"

I read that as "Squamous Inquisition".

(Our weapons are Fear, Surprise, Eldritch Tentacles, and a large barrel of Blasphemous Ichor.)

Plus chocolate, of course.

Cadbury.

If that's puzzlement about the purpose of Jon Meltzer's suggestion, I read it as "Post the link in the zombie thread - to them, brains-all-over-the-place is a good thing".

("Braaaaaains!")

If nothing else, some variant of it should be the opening for the next Laundry story.

And you know, every time I find myself getting vaguely irritated by Clay Shirky again, he up and makes observations like that.

During my brief tenure, I changed what I could, but there's so much out there!

I made sure to tell my permanent replacement that Comic Sans is an abomination unto the Lord. I think/hope she'll get it, since she's a costume designer by trade, and therefore not visually retarded.

Ah. Cheers. :) I'm not re-posting that link, though. It's dangerous for people, even if the braaaaaiiiins-reliant community might appreciate the, er, fall-out. Hur hur.

Terry's battlefield butterflies reminded me of Chris Clarke's post on Creek Running North from 2005 about Vanessa cardui, the Painted Lady, migrating. The original link seems to have succumbed to the effluxion of time, so this link is to my Anzac Day post, including an extract from it.